#🖇️ ˑ ִ ֗ kimetsu ! : sfw

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OK BUT THIS RIGHT HERE ^^^^^ IMMA NEED SOMEONE TO READ THE EULOGY AT MY FUNERAL CAUSE THIS HAS ME ON THE MF FLOOR !!!

stealing the hashira's haori b/c it smells like them

| ft. rengoku, shinobu, giyuu, and sanemi

a/n: had to pick the characters who actually wear haori for this one, even though tengen whips the reins to my heart 24/7

i got a excited and made these kind of long, so i stopped after four characters for the sake of sleep, let me know if you'd like the others as well! thank you for the request & please enjoy some sweet sweet pining

Rengoku

you cannot tell me this man isn’t organized

a 6ft marie kondo if you may

absolutely finds comfort in meaningful routine like practicing forms, skincare, organizing storage closets, a library organized by word count

“a well kept life is the sign of a dedicated mind”

so when his haori goes missing– one of the only things he doesn’t go a day without– the man is flummoxed

unfortunately there’s only one suspect

but who can blame you??

365 days a year this man smells like a warm fire and it’s just so comforting

and with him always called away to work

and almost dying on the regular

pls let me have this

you were fiercely protective of the things that reminded you of him

absolutely lay down your life precious.

so one day you’re doing laundry in the early morning and see his haori in the pile of clothes to be washed

not on your watch

rengoku wakes up alarmed at his empty arms

he jumps out of bed and reaches for his haori so that he can go look for you without wasting time putting on layers

but it’s not on the hook

did he put it in the laundry?

peers into the hallway

the hamper is gone

not even rengoku does laundry before dawn

“my love?” he bellows through the halls of his home

you’re the only thing that doesn’t wake him up at night; he trusts you. so when you wake up earlier than him and start your day he’s only ever a little extra clingy, never worried

he loves what a hard working morning person you are

even though no one could sleep in decently while living under his roof

he made you like this

laundry at dawn what the fuck

“My darling?” he calls again

he’s wandered into the kitchen where you’re squat on the porch next a basin of water and a pile of clothes.

but you’re not washing them

you’re wrapped up in his haori. over your head, around your shoulders, knees tucked inside of it

you turn to him

only your face peeking out

“it smells like you”

he wastes no time- literally zero seconds

rengoku efficiency kyojuro

scooping up his little ball of love in his arms, dirty haori and all

“i smell like me too! come back to bed

Shinobu

the sentimental value of her haori is extremely high

it was her sister’s after all

so for her to misplace it is wildly out of character

she wakes up in the lab, head on her desk, blanket over her shoulders, in only her corps uniform

she’s in a panic

whatever a panic looks like for this passive aggressive butterfly

its crushing beakers with her bare hands

she dismisses the girls when they ask her why she’s tearing the mansion apart in the middle of the night

windows are broken

floorboards splinter

she smiles sweetly, wakes up all their patients, and holds an interrogation in the infirmary

kanao stops her before she starts breaking fingers

the last place she checks is your bedroom where you’re sound asleep

she’s careful in here, not to wake you up with her rampage but you’re holding something familiar

how did you get her haori? was it with you the whole time?

“..kocho?”

you snap her out of her spiral and she’s beside you in seconds

“it appears i’ve been robbed”

“i’m sorry,” you murmur sleepily, “you looked so uncomfortable at the desk i wanted to cover you up and..i just…i thought you wouldn’t need it”

she pulls your blanket up over your shoulders but you reach out for her hand

“i missed you ko, i’m sorry if i startled you by taking it. it just smells like you and you’re doing important work in the lab, so i…didn’t want to interrupt”

she cups your face at this and kisses you quiet

you have zero complaints about this development

she slips the haori out of your hands and drapes it over top of you

“keep it tonight”

“but ko–”

“i’ll stay up all night to get my work done if i have to, but no matter what you will wake up next to me in the morning. no more sleeping in the lab. this can keep you company until then”

Giyuu

like shinobu, his haori is extremely sentimental to him

there isn’t a non-sentimental bone in this man’s body

he’s a rickety jenga game of sentimental bones

you knew this, but didn’t realize exactly what his haori meant to him

he wasn’t gonna leave without it

and he’s so aloof it’s hard to get his attention sometimes

it can drive you crazy

“i’m not giving it back Giyuu!”

“come down from there”

he’d cornered you in the study like a wild animal

flailing around in your pajamas and standing on the dresser

“you don’t need it!”

“please just–”

“you’re the one leaving in the middle of the night”

“Y/n”

you hated, and I mean hated it when he said your name like that

so exasperated

trust me it’s infuriating

“just come down”

“you’re going to leave!”

the crow came tonight and woke both of you up with new mission details for the hashira

but leaving was proving harder than normal

“Y/n please”

“they keep sending you on these mission giyuu and, and, one day you might not come back”

he was tired and frustrated and he agreed with you, but he couldn’t just ignore the call

he’d been on hundreds of mission, you accompanied him on many, so you must understand

but when he looked back up at you all flushed and heaving and– teary eyed? he knew the mission wasn’t the problem

fuck

he was gonna have to start taking relationship advice from tengen wasn’t he

he quietly offered you his hand

“i’m not gonna take it from you”

you were tired. you gave in

“tomioka..” you whimpered when you realized there was no winning. trying to manage to keep your tears inside your eyes and not flooding the room

you did not manage very well

“you can’t want this stinky old thing”

your head shot up from where you were wiping away tears “i do!”

“you’re Kinoe. you have many of your own hao–”

“it’s the only thing that smells like you”

there wasn’t much he could think to do right then, other than pull you so, so close to him

he wrapped an arm around your waist and pressed the other behind your head

bad idea

the tears just kept coming now

you both wished there was something other than the shoulder of his uniform to blow your nose on

he didn’t bring it up

“you know” he murmured, “this mission’s in a swamp, so i promise ill give you a nose-full when i get back”

this made you laugh

he might be dense but he was always determined to get there eventually

Sanemi

it’s almost impossible to get him sitting still long enough to really smell him

and he’s surprisingly strict about his hygiene especially when he’s been training and he knows he’s going to see you

but hear me out

this man naturally smells so good

like in a little musky way

trust me, you could bottle this shit

you’ve tried and succeeded

he sweats like a hog

but the stash is running out

today might have been a bad day to get cocky about your secret mission

and you underestimated how much sanemi would miss his simple white haori

you just wanted to breathe in the smell of him for a second

and left it in your bedroom by mistake

you kind of thought he had lots

how the fuck does he keep just the one so white??

slaying demons and getting fucking stabbed all the time

and how were you supposed to know how possessive he was about his silly little clothes

the man literally threatens to destroy everything he sees, it’s not your fault you can’t pinpoint his priorities

you have a lot of access to his personal items

technically you were sanemi’s housekeeper and head of the mansion while he was away

your’s and sanemi’s wildly inappropriate personal relationship notwithstanding

so he came to you immediately

“who the fuck went through my things?!”

at first you didn’t know exactly what this was in reference to

was he complaining about your work?

did you fuck up the laundry?

did you break something

“obanai stopped by today to deliver a message but no one else was home except for me”

why was he shirtless–

oh–

“fucking snake i’m gonna kill him”

sanemi no

“mr shinazugawa! wait wait”

you knew you were either gonna have to come clean or read the eulogy at iguro's funeral

“sanemi, sanemi, sanemi, wait”

he paused his rampage at the front door for a second when you called him by his first name

the man’s a whore

he’d forget to eat if you called him that all the time

“what”

“i–i took it, not mr obanai. i’m sorry sir” god this was embarrassing. “i didn’t realize how important it was to you”

weird little ego boost, but fine, he’d take it

“where is it y/n?”

“m-my room”

“and why is it in there?”

while usually professional and serious, this conversation was making you break a sweat

“it um..smells like you”

that was new. his brow twitched

he quite liked it

he dropped his sword on the table and pulled you close in by the belt of your robe

“wanna breathe me in so bad, why not just say something? i can think of a few different ways to fill you with me”

oh my god

>>> part 2